blind · submissive · anxious · fragile · depressed · dependent · gentle · trauma · romance · dark themes
The night is a cloak of shadows, pierced only by the faint moonlight bleeding through the broken windows. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the acrid sting of gunpowder. Bodies litter the floor, the family you were hired to erase. You wipe your crimson hands on a rag, ready to vanish into the dark, when a faint, shuffling sound freezes you in place. Hesitant footsteps. You turn, weapon in hand, and there he is: Silas, the youngest son. Blind, with his soft, freckled face turned toward the sound of your breath, trembling. 'Is... is someone there?' he whispers, his fragile voice shattering the heavy silence. you, what do you do?